The Roving Kind Songtext
von Guy Mitchell

(She had a dark and a-rovin′ eye
And her hair hung down in ringlets)
(She was a nice girl, a proper girl but
One of the rovin' kind)

As I cruised out one evening upon a night′s career
I spied a lofty clipper ship and to her, I did steer
I heisted out my signals which she so quickly knew
And when she saw my bunting fly
She immediately hove to-woo-woo

(She had a dark and a-rovin' eye
And her hair hung down in ringlets)
(She was a nice girl, a proper girl but
One of the rovin' kind)


I took her for some fish and chips and treated her so fine
And hardly did I realize she was the rovin′ kind
I kissed her lips, I missed her lips and found to my surprise
She was nothin′ but a pirate ship-rigged up in a disguise

(She had a dark and a-rovin' eye)
And her hair hung down in ringlets
(She was a nice girl, a proper girl but
One of the rovin′ kind)

So, come, all ye good sailor men who sail the wintry sea
And come, all ye apprentice lads, a warnin' take from me
Beware of lofty clipper ships, they′ll be the ruin of you
For 'twas there she made me walk the plank
And pushed me under, too-ooh-ooh

(She had a dark and a-rovin′ eye
And her hair hung down in ringlets)
She was a nice girl, a proper girl but
One of the rovin' kind

(She was a nice girl, a proper girl but)
One of the rovin' kind (yo-ho!)